The fox had not slept most of the night, but it had managed to curl into the boy´s warmth. Now they were both awake. Scratching sounds came from just outside the cave, as though some small creature was digging in the soil. The fox was nervous and had been for some time, but the boy calmed it down. He spoke softly to the cub under his breath and stroked its head. He felt almost certain that whaterver was outside...
— Apr 25, 2015 01:19PM
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